Voices Of Termina

by ColinCeption

What would happen if Link never arrived to Termina? The land and the people would be doomed and would not be saved from the falling moon. And what if those who had a story to tell could tell it, via diary/journal? Well, that's the idea of this story. This will be looking at multiple characters writing down the last three entries for their diaries/journals. There are spoilers.

4. Chapter 3: Professor Shikashi

Chapter 3

Professor Shikashi of the Astronomical Observatory

Day 1: Day 229 In Yearly Orbit

Today has surely been an interesting day, to say the least. To start, another Moons Tear has fallen. I am still hypothesizing on why these stones fall in the first place. Perhaps some event is occurring inside the moon to cause such rocks to fall. But I am still far from knowing exactly why, but this is as close to a plausible theory as I can come up with. I am also researching why these stones glow, despite the fact that the moon does not. The same can be questioned about its distinct color: blue. Why blue, when the moon shows no sign of having this color. Maybe the moon's interior is not made of the material the outside is? Maybe the inside is entirely made of this, and that chunks occasionally break loose and fall outside? Perhaps, but this would need to be tested, and there is no way of testing it. So as of now, it is just another theory. The other moment that made this day interesting was seeing the imp again. And not just in any normal fashioned meeting. You see, I was gazing through my telescope at the night sky, as I do every night. My eyes caught attention at the top of the clock tower for a moment, when I saw him standing on it! I was astounded! The door to the top only opens on the eve of the carnival, so how could he be there? Another key thing to note here is that he was wearing a mysterious mask. The boy, even when he is playing tricks on somebody, will always have his face revealed. Very strange indeed. However, this was not the end of it. For after I first spotted him, he looked up, directly at the moon. I pointed my telescope in the same direction and behold: the Moons Tear fell from its eye. Its almost like he knew it was going to fall, and was just notifying me. After it fell, I gazed back at the imp, where he made a rather crude gesture towards me. I'd rather not discuss what it was. After this, I decided I was finished with stargazing for the night. It was truly a noteworthy day. Perhaps some more will be shown about these mysteries soon.

Day 2: Day 230 In Yearly Orbit

Like yesterday, today was another fascinating day, though not for the same reasons. For one, it was quite a rainy day, and we have not had rain in a week and a half. Another small bit of interest was a strange man, standing atop one one the pillars outside of Clock Town. He was waving his hands back and forth, with a face of concern. I have no clue what his ordeal could be, but no matter. You see, these are not the reasons today was noteworthy. Why it is so is because of the moon. From the moment I left bed and looked through my telescope, I noticed that the moon seemed closer than it was the night before. As I continued to stare at it through the day, it slowly fell closer and closer. This, of course, made me ponder. Some force, other than gravity, is dragging the moon down to earth. How I can tell is because if it was gravity, it would have already hit long ago. But this force… it is like gravity, but slows the process down by an incredible rate. This made me question and ponder more than I had before. What was causing this force or causing the moon to fall? What truly is this force? Why is it only effecting the moon, and not anything else? And most importantly, when is it going to collide with the earth? I have yet to solve any of these questions, but am working on a velocity equation to predict collision. After all, at its size it will be a most devastating hit. I must prepare for it when it strikes. Before I finish this entry, I must note that the imp is still on the top of the clock tower, watching the moon fall. I still do not understand how he got up there, but I am also questioning how he could stay up there for so long, without food, water, or rest? Strange, very strange. I shall see to it that the equation is done in time for tomorrows entry.

Day 3: Day 231 In Yearly Orbit

Well, I have some rather grim news. I have finished the calculations, and according to it, the moon shall hit tomorrow morning, at exactly 6:00 A: M. I find this time in particular rather noteworthy, in that it is the exact same time as when the clock tower door opens, and the Festival Of Time begins. Perhaps this is mere coincidence, or the two events might be in correlation with one another. However, I have no time to dawdle on these details anymore, for my time is short. You see, when the moon hits, it will create an impact so large, that it will engulf all of Termina in fire. Seeing as my observatory is right next to Clock Town, I will surely be one of the first people to die outside of the city. Why I am not fleeing is simple. It is because no matter where I go in Termina, I will die none the less. I would rather pass here in the place I feel most comfortable in, rather than in some remote corner of the earth. Besides the moon falling, the apocalypse is further supported by the constant earthquakes. These are caused by the moon being so close, and are usually a sign of doom. One thing I find quite unusual about this is the imp is still standing there, continuously watching the moon. Does he not have anyone to stay with, or anything he want to do before he dies? Perhaps this is what he wants to do. I also wish to spend my last hours observing the moon, for it is a spectacle with is not to be missed. Perhaps we share some similarities after all, except he just wanted a closer look. I guess I will never know this for sure, as well as the other questions that have entered my mind over the last few days. However, those do not occupy me anymore, for it would be pointless to try and solve them now. I think I will spend the rest of my time doing what I love to do: watch the skies. After all, it is a rather gorgeous night. It will also be a beautiful collision too. While it may kill me, I will die seeing the most spectacular event I have ever seen in all my years, nay, decades of stargazing. Though there is one question, which has just recently entered my mind, one that I cannot ignore. When the clock tower shifted, the imp was not flung off. Rather, he floated above the tower. He he managed to do that will taunt me for my final hours. But no matter, my time is running short. I must go now to see the end of the world.